Page 30 of My Demon Teacher

Yu-jin turns around and locates Ryan.

“You…you did this?” he asks.

Ryan doesn’t respond. He just stares at my boy, my man, my everything. I want to gouge his eyes out so he can never set them on my Yu-jin ever again.

“And you were there in my dreams. You wouldn’t let me go. And for what? For a chance to enslave another eldritch monster?” Yu-jin’s voice is such a sweet song, his anger goddamn music to my ears.

“I’m sorry. I…I only wanted?—”

“You wanted power. Come on. Don’t be shy. Say it. You said it in the gym when no one was watching. Are you scared to say it now?”

He takes slow, measured steps toward Ryan, and the spoiled brat closes his eyes and nods.

“My father. He hates me. He hates my power. He thinks I can’t be someone in this world unless I use spells.”

“Do you…?” Yu-jin dips down, nose to nose with the man who took advantage of him. “Do you think I care?”

His tail, black, smooth, and lethal, grows out of his behind, and the audience gasps.

“Slavery is never an option, you cunt. Never!”

The tail swivels around him so fast it almost becomes a blur, and the end, the pointy, sharp tip, the same one that fucked so well a few hours ago, goes right through Ryan Byron’s head and splatters my man in his blood.

Then Yu-jin straightens, turns, and looks at the people at the door.

“What are you staring at?” he growls.

His tail dislodges from Ryan’s head and rises above his shoulder like a third eye trying to locate its next victim.

I don’t think he’s ever looked sexier.

He may look like an innocent young man that fate has played too many jokes on at his expense, but it’s exactly those things that have toughened him up. All he ever needed was confidence, and that was the only thing I gave him. Everything else was all him.

“Marry me,” I say.

“What?”

It’s not just Yu-jin who turns to me. I can feel all eyes on me.

Do I care? Not one bit.

“Marry me. Please.” I reach for his hand and take it in mine. I’m already on the floor, on my knees, the only thing I’m missing is a ring, but that can be easily rectified.

Yu-jin’s eyes grow wide and he looks from me to the group of people gathered at the door.

“Wha— Lucian, people are watching.”

“You don’t want to marry me?”

He shakes his head, and my heart sinks.

“No, that’s not…of course I do. But…”

Did he say of course? Did he say he wants to marry me?

“I thought you wanted to keep us a secret.”

I kiss the back of his hand and look up at him.

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